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| quote: | Originally posted by Halcyon+On+On
There is a great, big tree that practically hangs over my deck, so lots of birds collect up there in the morning sun. The other day, a lone raven was perched right above my bedroom window, just cawwing periodically. I got up, got some coffee and a smoke and went on the deck to wake up, it was still there. We acknowledged one another for a while, but then, on the street below, a fat lady came by, and I hesitate to say she was jogging, but she was breathing extremely loud; the raven went nuts. I think it could tell she was on the verge of death, because it started squawking at her and hopping around in little circles, as though it was doing some sort of little victory dance.
So yeah, birds are important to me. And corpulent joggers. |

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